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The door of cabin 2 was open. His eyes never left her face. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely. Besides, you cannot visit people armed with a pistol in London, you know. "Where?" she cried. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six.
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